Man Who Loved Women, The

Messy and rather smug remake of Trauffaut's more cynical piece, this has LA sculptor Reynolds telling psychiatrist Andrews of his sexual conquests. Reynolds is a convincing smoothie, of course, Andrews less believable in a thankless role. Playing with a redundant notion that womanizing in Hollywood is somehow shocking, this is dull and turgid stuff from Blake Edwards and the film limps along quite painfully. The scene is set from the start; it is not a great idea to open a comedy with the funeral of the main character. Lame, regrettable and quite pointless.